The Counseling Room

Fresh out of college with a string of dead-end jobs behind me, I gambled everything on a psychology counseling certificate nobody wanted. With my last savings, I opened a tiny studio in a forgotten alley, praying someone—anyone—would walk through the door. My first client did. He sat down, looked me straight in the eye, and introduced himself as Xu Xian. Yes, that Xu Xian—the man who married the White Snake demon in ancient legend. Now I'm wondering: did I just land my first patient, or have I stumbled into something far stranger than unemployment?